Midnight against the darkening sky
The moon lies basking in its cradle...

I dared in frail naivety to believe
That you would find a way back to me...

My hands have found a pen again
My heart prepares to spill...

Burn burn
Fighting in the ashes...

You may forget the origins of today but it's...
Tomorrow is inconsequential...

The icy breaths of winter rattle the sleeping...
The shutters clatter as the rain patters leaving a...

The imagined choir sings
Its groaning...

I'm at the bottom
There may be a broken ladder...

You were far more beautiful than the scenery
Your eyes glistening, twinkling like stars...

As we stand with choices weighed
Feeling lost and left, betrayed...

Life is such an enigma
What can we possibly compare it to, but to itself...

Above the Furness, with oak held tight beneath
There is the golden highway, flighty nectar racing...